bought and sold!

bought and sold
car stories are the best conversation icebreakers with a guy. i have a few tall tales to tell. seems like i have always been driving. living in the country you drive tractors, motorcycles and four wheelers from a very young age. i was fourteen when i got my first legal drivers license. took the written exam and passed easily. went to the driving portion and the large sheriff told me i looked like i could drive and issued my license. had a few good boyfriends with great muscle cars from the 70's but i was stuck with my older super conservative country gentleman of a brothers' car. a 1964 plymouth valaint with a push button transmission. it was labeled the ghetto machine as i cruised up to my high school parking lot, where everyone hung out in the mornings. this was a great improvement above my past ride. squeezing out of my dad's chevy truck with the bench seat, four brothers and me in the floor board. the quintessential johnny cash on the eight track tape player. it was a coolness deal breaker. with four brothers you can believe we went through quite a few vehicles. i am pure american with a love affair for the car. i love the olde pictures of my ancestors standing by their cars, classic americana. i briefly drove a 1968 blue ford mustang and then a 1975 monte carlo. great cars to drive. each has their own stories and bring back memories from that time. my first new car was a 1984 cavallier with a stick shift. i learned to drive a standard on that car and it took me to california with my schwinn beachcomber on top. met my husband and he cut me a deal. he paid off my car in exchange for haircuts. he had at least thirteen years of free haircuts. the hills of cali got the best of the transmission, but i still sold her for a sweet penny. married my husband with his own great car stories. he had a 1969 rolls royce silvershadow when we first met. we drove that back from florida through new orleans. what a float. right after we traded it for an orange rv with air shocks that we tooled across america. good are bad trade? the owner crashed and burned the rolls soon after. you gotta know when a cars time is up. i think he hit a freeway wall and died. we have had trucks, vans, suvs, a couple of cadillacs and an infiniti. my kids' first cars were an acura and a hummer h3. but my favorite vehicle was our 1977 rolls royce corniche convertible. this is my favorite car story. drove from memphis through the delta to vicksburg in the hot sultry southern summer. i have driven some of the greatest drives in the usa. the pch down the coast of california, route 66, cottonwood pass, great smokeys, los angeles to vegas. i have travelled the classic autobahn, amalfi coast, the french riviera. this drive was the best drive i have ever taken. the car made the drive. i have never loved a car so. sweet leather and wood. it had a special order etter narodi gold stering wheel. i like to know a car story in fact i wish all antiques could have a history to buy with them. i do know a princess owned this car and it had spent time in a garage in palm springs. she had lived in chicago also. i have one daughter that needed a personal body man but it was the other daughter with the clean driving record that took out the front end of the corniche with her hummer. i hear there are actually hummers that they put rolls royce front ends on, guess we started something. we had it on the market and if you know about the rolls royce the front end is not easily replaced. emily flying on the front, the spirit of ecstasy left my body but she survived. we had the front end repaired by a artist, then sold her. of all my cars i wish she was still in my garage. i think it is time to head to the monterey auction! happy motoring!